Morning doesn’t flee, so I say, while feeling sorrow for you
Sometime, I began to assess the future, feeling disgusted

The half-finished toy box, somewhat with gentle lies
I had forgotten, even though it was covered in dust

The fragments of the dream you saw, I’ll hold them up in my hands and wait for morning
The space between the cracks in the cracked painting, covered in sweat, was shining
I’ll quietly send my praying thoughts

Under the stars where I was born, with hands covered in mud, I embraced the sky
Falling and getting up again, precious courage received from you

Continuing the story by my pillow in my dreams
Now let’s gaze until the next dawn

The light you hold in your hands, I’ll entrust it to the future we’ll encounter
Feeling the overlapping warmth on my back, chasing after the running wind
Feelings spinning endlessly

Towards the door that opens to the other side, but still, it’s a bit lonely
Let’s hold hands with the passing illusions
Ideals may not be reached, but still, let’s chase after them again
Step forward, even just one step, towards tomorrow

The fragments of the dream you saw, I’ll hold them up in my hands and wait for morning
The space between the cracks in the cracked painting, covered in sweat, was shining
I’ll surely send my praying thoughts

朝は逃げないから　そう言った君を憂いながら
いつからか未来を　品定めしてる　嫌になるよ

作りかけの玩具箱　優しい嘘でなんとなく
忘れていた　埃だらけでも

君が観た夢その欠片を　この手に浮かべ朝を待とう
ひび割れた絵の隙間の空　汗に塗れ輝いてた
届けよう祈る想い　そっと

生まれた星の下(した)　泥だらけの手で　空を抱いた
転んでは立ち上がる　君から貰った　尊い勇気

枕元の物語を　夢の中で続けてきた
いま見つめよう　次の夜明けまで

君が手にしたその光を　これから出会う未来に託そう
重なる熱を背に感じて　駆ける風を追いかけてた
どこまでも紡ぐ想い

開ける扉その向こうへ　でもやっぱりちょっと寂しくて
すれ違う幻　君と手を繋ごう
理想なんて届かなくて　でもやっぱりまた追いかけて
進め一歩ずつでも　明日へ

君が観た夢その欠片を　この手に浮かべ朝を待とう
ひび割れた絵の隙間の空　汗に塗れ輝いてた
届けよう祈る想い　きっと